The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

A golden light came out of the statue's eyes.

Flowers looked up and Su Smoke reached out and covered his eyes.

“Don't look. ”

Su Yan held him tight.

Flowers lean on her movements.

At that moment, he forgot about getting the Holy Instrument.

He lowered his eyes and pulled his lips together.

Is she protecting him?

Such cognition.

It's rare to let such a filthy broken heart have such a momentary tremor.

His father intended to transform him into a drugger, and his mother cursed him before he died.

His good friends, good teachers, joined hands to scrap his manipulation, throw him off the cliff, and intend to wipe him out completely.

From the moment he woke up, there was only one thought in his mind.

Everybody deserves to die.

His father, his teacher, his friends.

He'll kill them himself.

That kindness has been wiped out. God forbid he die. Isn't it just to avenge him?

His idea was never shaken.

He has also been following his own path.

It's just this cigarette.

Some were unexpected, and more and more unexpected.

It's like, for the first time ever, being protected.

He wanted to hold her, always.

My hands don't know when I've held this thin body in my arms.

Her head rested on her shoulder.

Leave her to guard.

At this point, people in the village suddenly came in the direction of both of them with killing.

Listen, the elder of the Snake Nation.

“Throw this man into the holy light and sacrifice to the gods. ”

“Yes!”

The sound of harmony rang from one side to the other, followed by all walking.

Side by side, Sang-soo stood there with his eyes closed, bitterly supporting what.

Saint Soul is the Virgin of the Serpent Nation and is said to have the ability to speak with God.

In the eyes of the Snake Nation, it is the Virgin who invites God.

So the Virgin is particularly high in the Snake Nation.

But it's not.

The so-called conversation with God is actually a conversation with a holy weapon.

Su Smoke's body spinning, her body quickly ran toward St. Soft, then grabbed St. Soft's wrist.

The dagger in her hand was raised, her palm was cut open and blood dripped down.

Su Smoke grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the stone statue behind her.

Blood, down along the palm of Holy Soft's hand.

St. Soft panic.

“No, no, no. ”

The people around them had stopped at their original steps.

Everyone retreated backwards, looking terrified.

Su Yan stood there and she could feel her fingertips petrified.

Soon, the whole thing will be petrified.

And that's why this sacred object is called Medusa's curse.

It petrifies next to it and touches all of its people.

Her eyes looked at the flowers next to her.

Her eyes almost just touched him, and she tightened her lips in time, not saying a word.

It was instantly petrified into a statue.

Sang-soo made a painful sound.

The blood in her body was being sucked out by the statue.

Sang-soo finally passed out completely.

His body twisted down and hit the high ground.

Flowers stood there stiff.

Probably completely unexpected that the woman who was just in his arms was petrified.

The stone split open and a golden serpent's scepter flashed out.

Suspended in the middle of the sky, it emits light.

The villagers have been evacuated far away, all on their knees.

“God!”

The black pattern on the scepter of the Golden Snake Head is mysteriously distant and comes up to give a feeling of suffocation.